Dark Rooms

“Sammy, baby.”

That’s what he always said before he came into her darkroom. She thought he knew better. Until she forgot to the lock the door before going to work.

She found him in the garage, car still running. She drove him to the loch, pushing the car off the bridge, a long walk home.

She slept well that night. Until her phone rang.

“Sammy, baby.”

You can find my collected horror stories in my second book, Capricorn. “Where can you buy Capricorn?” I hear you ask! Click on the links below to be taken to my Amazon pages.

USA Editions: http://amzn.to/2frKA6e

UK Editions: http://amzn.to/2y6t8v0


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